The stereotypical thing to be judged about around the holidays by your family is if/why you're still single. That didn't come up once this holiday for me. Instead, the question I got harassed about most was my orchid's current whereabouts. My grandfather bought me a beautiful blue orchid for my birthday this past July (see below) and it has been my challenge to keep it alive.

I wish I was kidding when I say I had this flower on a strict regiment. Three ice cubes twice a week (Mondays and Thursdays). My phone alarm was set to ensure I maintained said schedule. I would rotate it every so often too, just to be sure it wasn't getting too hot on any sides.